#missing

Evolution requires intermediate forms between species and palaeontology does not provide them. ↗

— David Kitts

#evolve #life #missing-link #life

He's sharp, he can score and he doesn't worry about missing. ↗

— Alan Hansen

#missing #score #sharp #worry

I just... I just miss him. And hate being so alone. Does he miss me? He must ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#missing-you #love

Didn't I say I'd always be your same stars? If you get to missing me, just look up. ↗

— Anne Rivers Siddons

#missing #parted #remembering #love

He had no idea what missing was. Missing was lying in the dampness of your tears night after night. Missing was a constant hollow spot in the center of your chest. Missing was a yawning ache that was never satisfied. ↗

— Denise Hunter

#love #missing #the-accidental-bride #yearning #love

I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much. ↗

— Ida Løkås

#eyes #fathers #loss #love #memories

Ah, ya, omong-omong, aku sangat merindukanmu. Apa kau merindukanku juga, mmm? ↗

— Jee

#fiction-novel #fiction-writing #missing #romance #romance-love

My dearest -- But what more is there to be said? The things one says are always inadequate: it's the touch of live hands, of lips pressed to lips that count. I want to hold you and say nothing. I want -- ↗

— Anonymous Unknown Solider

#love #missing-someone #separation #love

Do you know what the mathematical expression is for longing? ... The negative numbers. The formalization of the feeling that you are missing something. ↗

— Peter Høeg

#longing #mathematics #missing #negative-numbers #mathematics

He was like the other half of myself,' says Boris...Ulrich says, 'You haven't lost {him}, you know. I don't know if it helps to say that. I lost a friend once myself, and I know how it goes. 'He'll find his way inside you, and you'll carry him onward. Behind your heartbeat, you'll hear another one, faint and out of step. People will say you are speaking his opinons, or your hair has turned like his. 'There are no more facts about him -- that part is over. Now is the time for essential things...Gradually you'll grow older than him, and love him as your son. 'You'll live astride the line that separates life from death. You'll become experienced in the wisdom of grief. You won't wait until people die to grieve for them; you'll give them their grief while they are still alive, for then judgment falls away, and there remains only the miracle of being. ↗

— Rana Dasgupta

#devotion #friendship #grief #grieving #kindred-spirits